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KEVIN GATES One Thing

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[Hook:]Baby hit this weed because it might calm you downI rub your feet listenin’ to everything you talkin’ boutStraight out the streets, I’m grimyI talk, my diamonds shinyDon’t mean to be too aggressive babyI go to war with God behind youOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussy

No stress hit off the chest, God I made it, I’m off of paperCertificate of completion, I felt like I graduatedEnough about that, I ain’t come for thatI came to comfort pussy drippin’ through your drawsWhat I mean need to be puncturedI’m gutter, make love crazy back to the hustleIn the mirror makin’ faces, I’m killin’ ya from the backStuffin’ dick in your slow, tryna rip the track from your scalpPhone ring, bitch you know you can’t answerYou call ’em back

I say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than youAnd I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grewI say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than youAnd I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew

[Hook:]Baby hit this weed because it might calm you downI rub your feet listenin’ to everything you talkin’ boutStraight out the streets, I’m grimyI talk, my diamonds shinyDon’t mean to be too aggressive babyI go to war with God behind youOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussy

Round two let’s get it, cut up you know I’m with itI’m out my mind, I don’t get tired, hold up bae it ain’t no quittin’Hold the back of my head with my tongue in your ass, ain’t no [?] ho you trippin’Spit drippin’ down the crack of your ass, watch the liquid drip all in you kittyShow me you love meGet on top while I’m suckin’ your titties you owe meSlow motion, you move it around while you do itDon’t nobody know how we thuggin’, you know it‘Cept for the people you told me you told ’emExcept for the people you told me you told ’em

I say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than youAnd I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grewI say I’m sicker than you, I got more bitches than youAnd I can buy a murder charge cause my digits, they grew

[Hook:]Baby hit this weed because it might calm you downI rub your feet listenin’ to everything you talkin’ boutStraight out the streets, I’m grimyI talk, my diamonds shinyDon’t mean to be too aggressive babyI go to war with God behind youOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussyOne thing I really love is makin’ love to the pussy

I go to war with God behind youI go to war with God behind youI go to war with God behind youI go to war with God behind you